Addendum to a testament
Do what you will with my ashes
They are not me
Or, if you feel the need
Plant a sapling
Say, a Mountain Ash
In a stand of poplars
Perhaps my leavings will help its hardiness
And you will have a point of constancy
To which you may return
My loves
Forget me not
Carry me always
The tree will abide.
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Lee Dunn has been writing since the age of 18, but found that work got in the way for the ensuing 48 years. In his home town of Toronto, Ontario, Canada, he reveled in his independence at an early age, and spent as much time as he could exploring the city’s Arts scene. He was introduced to poetry and prose by the works of two literary giants, namely J.R.R. Tolkien and J.W. Lennon and thence fell in love with the written word. His work includes poetry, short fiction, and personal essays, and ranges in theme from the surreal to the horrific, nostalgic, and themes on the human condition. He has been published on Spillwords.com, The Dark Poets Club, Journal of Undiscovered Poets, Crepe & Penn Literary magazine, and the Shelburne Free Press.
This is lovely – I also like the idea to nourishing life long after I’m gone. Some people think talking about death/dying is morbid – but hey it’s the only guarantee we all have! Death and taxes etc. I enjoy your writing Lee, keep it up!
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Thank you, Carol!
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You are most welcome
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I love this. You so echo my feelings. (or I echo yours in my head) You get the picture!
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